APOV
"It was so nice being with him. It was like we were made for each other. There was no fumbling or awkwardness. It was magical. I don't know how he did it but he's changed my world." Reliving my night makes the hairs on the back of my next stand on end. The way Christian made me feel, sexy, treasured and loved; I don't think I can accurately tell how them what's going on in my head.
"Do you think he could be "the one"?" Nancy asks.
"Of course he's the one." Rachel chimes in. "Look at her, she's beyond cloud 9. She hasn't stopped smiling since we came in and it ain't because of the damn doughnuts."
"Be quiet Rach. Come on Ana, tell us. Are you falling for this guy? Yes, you gave yourself to him but could this be love?"
Before I can answer, a loud bang stops our gab fest. "I know you bitches are in there. Open the door!" Alex hollers from the other side. Rachel gets up to let him in and as always Alex makes a fabulous entrance. "How dare you all start without me? That is so rude! I should have been up here instead of keeping Mike and Christian from beating the tar out of each other."
"What? They were fighting? About what?" I ask in a panic.
"You know how Mike can be; he acts before he thinks sometimes."
"Watch it buddy. That's my husband you're talking about."
"You know he can be aggressive. I was in the bedroom getting dressed and heard Mike tell Christian that if he fucked you over, we'd fuck him up. Christian didn't back down and I know that if I hadn't come out when I did, they would have started punching each other; messing up my apartment no less."
"I have to go to him. Make sure he's ok. I can't believe Mike would do that. He shouldn't have said that to him."
"Ana honey, Mike shouldn't have said it the way he said it but it's the truth. We all love you and yes Mike, Reggie and I would rip him a new asshole for you." Looking over at Rachel, "We had the same conversation with Luke when we saw that you two were becoming an item. Only we didn't let Mike do the talking. But don't worry, all is well. When I left Luke had just joined them and they were stuffing themselves. Now, start from the beginning and don't leave out any juicy details."
"Are you sure he's ok?"
"Yes, yes, yes! He's fine. Come on I want to know EVERYTHING!"
Time flies when you're having fun. We've stuffed ourselves with sinfully delicious doughnuts hot chocolate and the food Alex brought with him. It's been an hour filled with laughter and hugs. I couldn't have asked for better friends including the knuckleheads down stairs.
"Are you coming out with us this afternoon or are you Christian going to spend the weekend in?" Rachel questions.
"Sounds like he's been…in enough already." Alex winks
"I can't believe you said that. I'd like to go. I'll talk to him when he comes back upstairs."
"Alright, let's go get ready. Will someone help me up please?" Rachel and I grab an arm and Alex helps push from the back to get Nancy back on her feet.
"Come on big mama. Let's roll you down the stairs." Alex jokes.
"Ha, ha. So funny. Not!"
"Tell Christian he can come up if he wants from all his male bonding. I'm going to have a shower."
Nancy hugs me and whispers in my ear. "Ana are you sure about him? There's no need to rush into anything. Get to know more about him. This is your first real experience with a relationship and sex. I want this to be a good for you."
"Don't worry. I'm truly happy."
The warm water is soothing running over my body. The invention of the rainwater shower head is a miracle. I'll make this quick. I want to be waiting for Christian when he comes upstairs. We need to continue where we left off this morning in the kitchen. Lost in my mischievous thoughts, I didn't notice Christian had entered the room until his strong arms wrap around me palming my breasts and kisses me on my shoulder. "Why didn't you wait for me baby? I'm more than happy to help lather you up."
Turning to face him, "Welcome back. I heard you had a rough breakfast. I'm sorry about what Mike said to you."
"Don't worry about it, everything worked itself out. But, I am disappointed that you didn't tell me about upcoming events. I have a tight schedule and need to keep my obligations straight."
"Huh?"
"There is a big era theme costume birthday next Saturday and I'm supposed to accompany you to a fair this afternoon, is that correct Miss. Steele?" He asks as his fingers run through my hair to help wash out the shampoo.
"We don't have to go; the fair I mean. This was something planned before we even met. As for my birthday party, yes please say you'll be there."
"I'll be at your party, with bells on. I already figured out my costume. As far as the fair, I don't mind but it's still me and you tonight, right?"
"Most definitely yes; tonight and every night until I reluctantly have to let you go on Monday." Hi eyes turn sad.
"I don't want to leave Anastasia. Even with the ever present threat of violence from your adopted brothers, there's no other place on this earth I'd rather be."
"Let's not waste another minute." I drop to my knees prepared to give him an encore to the wakeup he got this morning. Grabbing me by my arms, "No baby, it's my turn. Lean against the wall. I don't want you falling."
The tile is cool against my back. Christian is on his knees in front of me, "You are perfect Anastasia. Put your leg on my shoulder." His fingers dance around my folds sending currents of pleasure across my body. "You're so wet and ready for me already baby." He sinks in one finger pulling out slowly then quickly repeats with a second finger.
"Oh fuck! That feels good." I scream out.
"Well, Miss. Steele don't we have a potty mouth today." He teases. I'm on the edge. I can feel the muscles in my stomach tighten. "Not yet baby. Hold on for me. Not yet." He pleads.
"Christian, I…I can't. Oh God!" I nearly cry the sensations are so powerful. He pulls out his fingers and for the slightest moment I can inhale but my breath is knocked out again when his lips wrap around my swollen clit and sucks. Christian's hands cup my ass nearly lifting me off the shower floor. He is relentless. Slowing I open my eyes, I have to see him. Looking down, our eyes connect. He's been watching me; the glorious torture he's been putting me through, he's seen the entire thing. My orgasm hits like a mack truck and the one leg that's barely holding me up gives way. I'm falling forward and I can't stop myself. Christian's hand comes up pushing be back against the tile holding me in place. The laws of physics have no place in this shower at the moment.
I tried to call out his name but I'm a babbling mess. I'm in college working on my degree; surely I should be able to put together a declarative sentence but in the presence of this man, words are useless. Christian's tongue enters my core and I scream. It was a scream for him to both stop and continue; a scream of surrender, my white flag.
My eyes flutter open and I'm on the shower floor my back to his front. His arms are wrapped around me massaging my breasts. "Damn it Christian you did it again." I tell him when I fully comprehend where we are.
"What are you talking about?"
"You know exactly what you did. I loose time when you do that. The world stops spinning and time ceases to exist. It's not very nice to make me cum that hard."
He chuckles against my neck. "Are you saying you don't like it? I can stop, you know."
"Don't you dare!" I close my eyes and relax against him placing my hands on top of his still massaging my breasts. "I think we should stay like this for the rest of the day."
"No way baby. They'd swear I was holding you captive and then burst in like a crazed mob to save you killing me in the process."
Turning around to face him, I see something on the side of his arm. My eyes widen when I realize what he's done. "No you didn't! You were only gone a little over an hour." I know my voice sounds like I'm horrified but I'm unsure why he did this. Glaring back at me is "Ana" written in elaborate script.
Looking over at his muscular arm, "You don't like it? It's your name."
"I know it's my name. Why would you let Mike, I know it was him; why would you let him give you a tattoo?"
"It's not permanent. I refused to get something permanent. It's some sort of henna thing that he mixes with his own concoction of pigment. It'll only last a week or so. I can take it off now if you want. He told me how."
"No! Please don't. I love it but you said you have a problem with being touched. He had to touch you in order to do this."
"Yes I can't be touched, but like I said, it's about my chest and back. This was on my arm. It took less than 5 minutes. He was persistent about it. Apparently I earned his respect when I didn't back down from him earlier. See." He stretches out his leg and there on the side of his calf is the outline of a paw print and C-Dawg above it. It's in the same place as the ones the guys have. All of them have their first initial and Dawg with the paw print. They got them on a booze filled bachelor party in Las Vegas. "Luke got one too, besides this is your fault anyway. Because of you I've been initiated into a gang Anastasia." He chuckles at the situation and I shake my head at him. "Don't be like that baby. I'll take them both off later."
"I'm not upset because of the semi tattoo. I like that my name is on you. Let's any hovering she-devils know you're taken. I like that the guys have accepted you into the fold and you're becoming friends. They're all my family and it would be devastating to me if you all didn't get along. But Christian…" I hesitate to tell him the next part. I didn't want to push the issue and make this uncomfortable.
"Tell me Ana. But what?"
"How come Mike gets to touch you but I can't?" He smirks at me. "It's not funny. I want to touch you. I want to hold you."
"First, he didn't touch me. The bottle of dye actually did all the touching." Cupping my face, "This is difficult for me, very difficult. It hurts, physically burns to have anyone come near me. I've attacked people that only patted me on the back. I couldn't bear to hurt you. It would kill me." He lifts my hands to his lips and kisses each knuckle. "It would be utter bliss to have these soft and delicate hands run across my body but I just can't. Please try and understand."
I stand and walk out the shower wrapping myself in a towel. I know this is hard for him. I can see it in his eyes. "Ana, don't leave." He pleads.
"I'm not leaving but I'm having a difficult time understanding this." He joins me slipping his arms around my waist. Gray eyes meet blue and a feeling of determination takes over. "Christian, maybe not today but one day, I'll hold you the way I want to. You'll see and you'll be begging and pleading for me to never let you go." Our lips crash into each other and he possess my mouth. Pulling back his eyes are dark; he wants me but not nearly as much as I want him. "Come on C-Dawg, show me what you can do." Christian howls pulling me towards my bedroom.
"Here baby this is for you." Christian hands me a second small stuffed teddy bear he's won for me. He's too addicted to the baseball pitching game. Everyone has been getting along marvelously, any animosity from earlier gone. Christian looks good enough to eat in his beige shorts, simple t-shirt and baseball cap. No matter what this man has on, he looks perfect. The chick working the games thinks so too. She hasn't taken her eyes off him since he walked up to play. Don't even think about it, he's mine.
It's a gorgeous day, perfect for being outside. For a brief moment, I'm sad about all the beautiful days I've missed being stuck in the house too afraid to go out alone. With Christian here, the feeling of vulnerability isn't as bad. I feel safer with him around but I know I need to work on getting my fears under control.
Luke comes rushing over with tons of tickets for rides. This is a county fair so the most exciting rides are the mind scrambler and pirate ship ride. "I got enough for everyone to go a couple of times on everything."
"Pirate ship! I want to ride the pirate ship first." Rachel is jumping up and down.
"I'm going to get a churro and sit over there." Nancy points to an empty bench. "Who's going to sit with me? Christian how about you take first watch?"
"What? Me?" Huh?"
Leaning over to him, "When we do things that Nancy can't do because of the pregnancy, we each take turns sitting with her so she doesn't have to be alone while we run around."
"I can't let you go on that thing by yourself. It's dangerous. It could spin off its holding and you'd go flying through the air and get hurt."
I have to giggle. "Wow, you really go from zero to sixty in a short amount of time and if it's so dangerous, why are you willing to get on it? Based on your scenario, we'd both get hurt."
"There's that smart mouth again. I would protect you of course. I'll always protect you."
"Oh what am I going to do with you?" Standing on my toes to kiss his cheek, "Obviously, she wants to talk to you, she asked for you specifically. Sit with her; let her tell you more about Henry. It'll only be a few minutes and then you and I can ride it again...together. Just remember, don't touch the churro."
I watch my man skulk over to Nancy. When he reaches her she points to the churro stand and Christian is the perfect gentlemen and goes and gets her one. Boarding the ride, Rachel, Alex and I take the last seat on one side and Reggie, Luke and Mike take the last seat on the other. The safety bar comes down and I can't stop smiling from the excitement. Slowly the ride starts and Alex buries his face in my arm. I look over to Nancy and Christian, they are in deep conversation. He's running his hands through his hair and even from this distance I can see he strained. My thoughts are brought back from to the ride when I hear Reggie yell out, "Back Street Boys" when the ride picks up speed. On cue, Rachel and I throw our hands up and yell back "N-Sync."
CPOV
Ana is going to owe my big time for this and I will cash in on it tonight. I think she needs a nice spanking for passing me off on others. Nancy is sitting there rubbing that big belly of hers and flashing a big grin. Shit, she already finished one of the churros. She's definitely eating for two. Ok, I can't get mad at her. She's bringing life into this world, the least I can do is sit with her.
Being here and doing this is going against everything I've ever done in my life. I'm a loner. It's so much easier to keep people at arm's length; it avoids so much heart ache. On any other Saturday I would be in my office pouring over some balance sheet with my latest submissive trying to cook something in the kitchen; enjoying the balance sheet more than the girl. I'm trying to do what Flynn told me, "Have fun Christian". Should I consider them friends? Is Ana my girlfriend? None of them want anything from me; not my money or connections. Could they possibly like me for me? This is so damn confusing.
"Thanks for sitting with me Christian. I know you'd rather be up there on the ride with Ana."
"It's ok." That's a lie. It's not ok. I can see they've made their way through the line and found their seats; Ana is smiling. I like see her this way. I see Ana's hands fly up when the ride picks up speed and my heart stops. She's having fun but this fucking ride isn't safe. I should be sitting next to her instead of Alex, especially since she's wearing jean short-shorts, showing off her long sexy legs. I've seen all these fuckers checking her out. She's mine. She won't be when she finds out who you truly are. Enjoy it while it last Grey. I start to count backwards to calm myself down and get rid of that fucking voice. I won't let it ruin this.
"Are you having a good time? I'm sure it's different from the big city life of Seattle."
"I'm having fun. Thanks for including me on this."
"No problem. So, I couldn't remember where you said you worked. What company is it?
"It's just a small company dealing with mergers and acquisitions." Stop with all the questions. Eat your fried doughy stick and be quiet.
"That's very under minding, don't you think?"
"What do you mean?"
"When I lived in Seattle a few years ago, I read that Grey Enterprise Holdings was worth well over fifty to sixty million. Wait, I'm sorry, I meant fifty to sixty billion. Now I'd say that's more than a small company dealing with mergers and acquisitions."
Oh shit!
A/N: Half way through the next chapter. Hope to have in done soon. Thanks :)